User blog comment:Biggren/Silvir Shadows/@comment-3135907-20161105020331/@comment-3135907-20170524204952

Lerro dipped his paddle deeper, pretending not to hear for a moment's silence. Oh, well. It was a fine wind out. A beast couldn't be blamed for any small talk that slipped outbon a day like this. "Oh aye? Nivver laikee advaent'ren mesailf, maind. 'Asn't a single merit a fine warm fire an' guid vittles in yaer belly woon' cuirn tha's fear shure. All th' saime, whit made yeh coom teh Mossflaw'r, eh?"